A Quarter of a Century Old

I thought I would jot down something before I end my day / night.

I am a quarter of a century old! Yes, I am now officially 25 years old. Unbelievable.

When I was younger, I thought 25 is the high-life. High-life of a woman's life. This is when she would be independent, truly confident of herself and comfortable with what she is doing now.

She would live life to the very fullest.

Ask me now, if I am feeling the 25 high-life? Unfortunately no.

But I guess, when you grow older your expectations changed a little.

Now I think the high life is at 35!

I would throw a better at 35 years old with the event name - "A quarter of a century old belated birthday party". And the tagline will go something like "A decade late. But better late than never!"

What say you?